Anyway, I found three small groves of them (so far), all of which were at the edge of something. One was on a slope at the edge of the woods, one was on a trail in the middle of the woods...
Strange little things, aren't they?
Their colors changed from white to pink to a brilliant fuchsia over the next 4-6 weeks and when I looked at them yesterday, the pods had opened to reveal these crazy red berries.
Those wahoos are fun to look at with all that dangly jewelry...and it's fun to say their name out loud too.
Nobody knows what the heck you're talking about when you start talking about wahoos...and I'll be even more obnoxious next year if I get around to planting pawpaws and possumhaws. Nothing can beat saying the name of the plant with a hundred pink earrings though.... Wahoooooooo!